"No you wouldn't. You'd watch him like a hawk. More than usual." Came a soft, melodious voice from behind the group. She was dressed in gently hugging black pants of a leathery material, formed smoothly for her always-moving body. A belt rested loosely across her hips, of the same material. She wore a forest-green high collared top, that had black vine-like marking on the short sleeves and her left side. The top was of silky, formal material. Material that she was rarely caught in.
The green of the top had a peculiar way of setting off the stubborn, electricity filled alertness of her transfixing eyes, and making them seem to be formed more darkly, than their usual.
"You silly little creatures."
She laughed, a quite merry sound to their ears. She slipped a few more of the remaining hair pins out of her raven black hair, then she snapped her fingers, her outfit suddenly that of simple black jeans, and a green tank, that wove in the back, in a way where one's eyes would never be able to follow a single strand of black silk.
She smiled kindly toward them all, but her green eyes fixed on this new girl.
“Whom might you be?” she asked.
